Bottle Power

I know what you're thinking, and yes--I needed to blog about this.

For months I have been trying to get Harper to take a bottle. For months she has given me the most pathetic little betrayed look I've ever seen on a baby. Months of failed random attempts. And then: today.

Today she took a bottle. She held it all by herself and drank the full contents of said bottle. She rolled around the floor holding aforementioned empty bottle like it was her favorite blanky.

I see an uninterrupted night's sleep in my future. And I feel this weird tingly sensation in my left elbow.

I think I'm feeling freedom!